5 comments/ 122797 views/ 8 favorites Bend Over By: KenJames His bedroom was in the basement. I recognized it from the views I'd seen on his web cam. A double bed occupied most of the space. A long desk littered with computer equipment, electronics, magazines and assorted office paraphernalia ran along the outside wall paralleling the bed. The space between the bed and the desk was just wide enough to accommodate a wheeled office chair. Old green wall-to-wall shag carpet covered the floor. There was a window with venetian blinds over the head of the bed. A large dresser holding a TV, VCR and DVD player stood against the wall opposite the foot of the bed,. "Take your clothes off," he commanded. "You really want me naked?" I asked innocently. "I've never been naked in front of a grown man before." "Damn right I want you naked," he growled. "Strip right now." I sat on the bed to remove my shoes and socks. I stood up, took my shirt and pants off and put them on the dresser beside the TV. I paused, acutely aware of the pressure of my penis against the fabric of my briefs. "Quit wasting time," he snarled. "Get those shorts off now." I turned away from him as I removed my briefs and set them on top of my pants and shirt. "Turn around," he commanded. Before I could comply, he grabbed my shoulder and spun me around roughly. "That's quite a hard-on you've got for a shy boy," he commented. He pulled a half gallon plastic bottle of vodka out from under the desk, raised it to his lips and took a long drink. Then he held the bottle out to me. "Drink some of this," he said. "It'll relax you . . . enough." I reluctantly accepted the bottle and took a small sip. "Take a real drink," he snarled. I swallowed several mouthfuls and lowered the bottle, gasping for breath. "That's better," he said, grabbing the bottle and taking another long drink. He put the bottle back, then opened a desk drawer and removed a small tin, a lighter and a strange little brass pipe. He opened the tin, revealing a few marijuana buds. He crushed one of the buds into the pipe and lit it. He took a long drag, then extended the pipe in my direction. I hesitated, then took the pipe and inhaled shallowly. He was glaring at me, so I drew sharply on the pipe, causing the bud to glow bright red and filling my lungs with hot smoke. I handed the pipe back to him and started coughing as I let the smoke out. I felt slightly dizzy and the basement room suddenly seemed vaguely dreamlike. He puffed on the pipe until it went out, then stood up and shed his clothes. Everything seemed to be happening in slow motion. When he was finally naked, I gazed in awe at his stiff penis. It was at least two inches longer than my own 5 1/2 inch dick and somewhat thicker. "Don't just stand there and stare," he said, wrapping one hand around his balls. "Get over here and suck it." I sank to my knees and opened my mouth. He tried to ram his massive organ down my throat. I gripped the base of his shaft and slowed him down enough to keep him from choking me. He pulled away after I'd been sucking him for several minutes. "Bend over the bed," he commanded. A moment later, I was kneeling at the foot of the bed with my upper body resting on its surface. "What are you going to do?" I whispered as he moved behind me. He didn't answer in words, but I felt a greasy finger probing my anus. "What's happening?" I asked more urgently as I felt the finger being withdrawn. "I'm scared. What are you doing with my ass?" "What are you pushing against my asshole?" I gasped a moment later. "It's big and round and it's opening my asshole. It's big and it hurts." "Shut up and take it," was his answer. "What are you doing?" I cried. "That thing is big and thick and hot and it's filling my butt . . . Oh my God! It's your cock! You're sliding your big hard cock into my asshole." "Your cock is going in so deep," I exclaimed a moment later. "I've never had anything like this done to me before. I feel your balls. Your balls are pressed against my ass. That huge prick's all the way up my ass." "You're pulling it out," I continued. "No, you're pushing it back in. Now out . . . and in. You're fucking me. You're fucking my tight little virgin asshole with your giant cock. Oh yeah! Drive your rod into me. Yeah! You're really fucking me now. Ram your big cock up my asshole! Fuck me harder . . . faster." He plowed my butt frantically for several minutes, then suddenly pulled out. "Don't stop!" I exclaimed. "I want you to keep pounding my ass with your big fat cock." He grabbed me by the waist and started lifting my body. "Get on the bed," he commanded. "Turn over." After I'd complied, he grabbed my ankles, spread my legs wide open and lifted my ass high off the bed. An instant later, he was plugged back in, fucking me even more vigorously than before. "Come inside me," I shouted. I was rocking back and forth to match his thrusts. "Shoot that big monster up my butt. Fill my ass with hot juice. God! Your hot sperm is splashing inside my asshole." He made at least a dozen violent thrusts. With each thrust, another wave of semen burst from his cock and flooded my anus. Finally spent, he collapsed on top of me. We stayed in that position for several minutes as our pounding heartbeats and ragged breathing gradually returned to normal. His cock eventually softened and slipped out of my asshole. I pushed him to the side and sat up. He was still lying on his belly, looking exhausted. I felt like I'd had an orgasm, but I hadn't actually ejaculated. That was no problem. I flipped him over on the bed, spread his legs and positioned my still-stiff cock at the entrance to his asshole. "Your turn," I announced, grinning. * * * * * * * * * * Copyright (c) 2004 by Ken James All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual people is coincidental. This story depicts a world in which AIDS and other sexually transmitted diseases are non-existent. In the real world, please practice safe sex. Please contact me. I love getting feedback and reply to every message. Many thanks to Wayde for his constant love and support. Bend Over, Bitch! (Note: this story line, in much of its detail, was suggested by a female reader) Danny and I were ready to set off to go on a hike. It was a sublimely beautiful day and we were going to drive to a National Forest and then hike one of its easy, secluded trails. Then suddenly I had an idea, something that would add a little spice to our hike. I looked at Danny, a sly, wicked smile lighting up my face. "Hey, pull down your jeans and your briefs for a minute, will you?" "Sure. What have you got on your mind, Samantha?" he said, but quickly unbuckled his belt and pulled down his jeans. Of course Danny was always willing to pull down his jeans at a moment's notice. I got behind him now and had a look. "I have an idea, bend over." There was his bare ass, staring me in the face, a beautiful sight. I left the room for a moment and came back holding two black hard rubber buttplugs, letting Danny see them. "Why don't we stick these inside ourselves before we take off?" I said, "and then when we're hiking, we'll really feel them, have that nice, sensation down there?" Danny knew what I was talking about. We were both serious anal addicts, always fooling around with each other's bottoms. And we had a thing for buttplugs. I started it, working a buttplug inside while I hung around the house. After that I once went out shopping with a plug inside me. And then I had Danny stick one up there too, and the two of us went out to a bar, asses plugged. I still remembered how we looked at each other in the bar, sharing our little secret with those looks. Now I leaned down and spread his nice, solid cheeks apart. Mmmmmh, there it was, the prize! I dug my tongue into his crack and started to rim him. We're both always licking each other's assholes. It's one of our true addictions. Right away, feeling my tongue running over the rubbery surface of his very sensitive anus, Danny started to moan and groan, pushing his ass back against my wet tongue. "You're such an ass whore, Danny," I teased. "I know it's a tired old cliche, Samantha, but 'it takes one to know one'." "Damn right, I'll admit it," I said as I worked a lube into over his asshole and inside, make him nice and slick and slippery back there, then brought the plug up and slowly slid it right up his ass. What a sight, seeing the plug stretch him as it went into his slick, lubed asshole, then suddenly disappear inside him, only the flat little base sticking out "Now it's my turn," I said, dropping my jeans and panties, bending over. It took all of about two seconds for Danny to spread me wide open and drive his tongue between my cheeks. He's licked my ass so many times, but each time is like a startling new sublime sensation. And Danny really knows how to rim ass, taking his sweet time, teasing, running his tongue up and down the crack before zeroing in on the hole, licking the surface, then wiggling that agile tongue of his inside. I just closed my eyes as I savored the exquisite sensations. "Damn, you keep that up and I'm never gonna want to leave. You better get that plug inside me in a hurry," I said, getting very aroused. So he lubed me as I savored his slippery fingers greasing up my ass, then worked the plug into my hole, just as I had into his. Plugged, I pulled up my panties and jeans and buckled my belt. While he was licking me and working the plug inside, I had another bright idea, a surprise. Danny would have to wait for this one. "I just need to get a few more things," I said, picking up my bag and returning to my bedroom ro retrieve them. Two hours later we were making our way down a lovely trail alongside a rushing creek. The trail was narrow at that point and I was walking behind Danny, staring at his ass, tight, worn, frayed jeans clinging to that hot looking bottom. I knew what he had up his ass, and could feel it in my own. "Feeling good?" I asked, reaching over to smack his ass, "feeling good? ... you dirty ass whore!" "Feeling great," he said, stopping, loving the ass smack, as he always did. A short while later we turned a bend on the trail and there, right before us, alongside the stream, was a big rounded boulder, it's surface washed smooth by centuries of stream flow. It was under a tree, and dappled sunlight was flickering over the smooth rock, warmed by the sun now in mid-afternoon, an idyllic sight. "Stop," I said, knowing this was just the spot for what I had in mind. "I want to see you bend down over that rock, Danny, stretch yourself over it, and pull down your jeans and shorts. I want to see that bare ass... right now! So bend over... bitch!" Danny was well familiar with that insistent, demanding tone of mine, and craved it. There were times when he adopted that same tone and I did the obeying. What a sight! Sunlight dancing over Danny's exposed, naked ass. "I think for what I have in mind you better take your jeans off," I said, helping off with the jeans and briefs. "And plant your feet wide apart." I took in the stunning sight "Look at that, a hot little ass slut just begging for it!" I teased, my eyes zeroing in on the black base of the buttplug visible between his cheeks. Now that his ass was bare, I gave it another sharp smack, then a second. "What a pretty ass, I want it!" I purred in his ear as I smacked him. Now I dug into my pack and took something out, a nice big dildo. "Look what I brought," waving it in his face. He knew that dildo well, our very life-like 8-incher, we'd used quite a few times on each other, my cunt and ass, Danny's ass. I brought it up to my mouth and began to lick and suck it, rather lewdly too, like a real cocksucking whore. There was just something about being in such a natural, idyllic setting and at the same time acting 'whorish,' sucking on a dildo while Danny was draped over a boulder, his bare ass sticking out in the sun. I'd been very aware of my ass, with that plug inside me. Now I was becoming aware of my pussy, feeling that sweet warmth of arousal, the wetness. So I knew it was time to rip off my jeans and panties, which I did. Wearing only a t-shirt, naked from the waist down, I turned so Danny could have a good look at my ass, spreading open lewdly, so he could see the base of the plug, buried between my cheeks as Danny's was buried between his. Then I came right up to Danny, my pussy at his eye level, and provocatively slid the length of the dildo between my legs, very slowly, tantalizing Danny. "Your dick getting hard yet?" I asked as I reached down to have a feel. It sure was! Now I had Danny watch as I slowly dug the dildo into my cunt, nice and deep too, my cunt so very wet by now. "Mmmmmh, this dick feels so good inside, so nice and hard and thick, Danny. And I bet you know where it's gonna feel extra good" I teased. Danny couldn't help it, he had his hand under his body, stroking that cock as he was bent over there, ass up. Now I pulled the dildo out of myself, all wet and glistening from my lavish moistness, and brought it up my mouth to suck again, this time tasting myself on it. Danny always loved it, whenever I wanted to taste myself on his cock or on a dildo. "I want a taste too!" Danny hissed, eager for it now. So I buried the dildo back inside my dripping cunt, twisted it around in there to make it nice and wet. Then pulled it out and brought it up to his face, teasing him, dragging the wet rubber cock provocatively across his lips. "Want to suck my cock? And taste my cunt on it?" I asked, feeling that power. All he could do was nod, a slave now to my lusts. "Here, suck it!" I said, sticking it in his mouth as he greedily mouthed the cunt- scented shaft of rubber cock. I loved watching him wrap his hungry lips around the thick rubber shaft. "Suck it, whore, suck the cock I'm gonna fuck you with!" I said gruffly. I let him suck it for a while, then tore it away, slapping his face with the wet rubber cock. Then I made my way behind him; that's where I had business to do. Big business! First I reached in and pulled the plug out his ass. "Mmmmmh, that old empty feeling. Don't you worry, bitch, it won't last for long," I said, pulling it out, really getting into a groove. There it was, his asshole, all vivid and slick. I leaned down to lick the hole, giving him a sweet rimming before I got down to task at hand. That's one nice thing about using that edible lube! I just loved the way he always tried to squeeze his sphincter around my probing tongue, so greedy for it. Then I reached in for the tube, squeezing plenty more lube out into my hand, and slapped that lube between his cheeks, really spreading it around, working it in. Damn, if there's one thing I love it's the look of a slick, slippery, well-lubed asshole. And If there's one thing I love to feel, it's having my own lubed and slickened. But today Danny's asshole would be the bullseye. I dug my finger inside, feeling his anal passage gripping them, tight but slippery now. I loved how alive Danny's ass could become. I love a man who really loves it in the ass, loves to be licked, probed, fucked! "Okay, I think you're ready for this baby," I said, pressing the tip of the dildo against his lubed hole, slowly working it inside, watching his anus give way and open as I forced the rubber cock inside slowly, inch by thick inch. Fuck! Just the look of his asshole all stretched and wrapped around the thickness gave me goosebumps! His ass was both so slick and so tight as I twisted the dildo, working it inside. "How's my ass whore? Does he like having a cock up his ass out in the sunshine, feeling the breeze?" "I fuckin' love it," he groaned, looking back over his shoulder at me. I worked it in slowly until I got all eight inches inside him, all the way up his ass, right up to the rubber balls. Danny really was an ass slut. He could take it, he could take it deep, and he fuckin' loved it! I fucked him with that dildo, pulling almost all the way out, then ramming it back in again, as he moaned like a bitch in heat, greedy for cock up his ass. "You just love it, don't you?" I cackled, spanking his ass. SMACK! "Don't you!" SMACK! SMACK! "Yes, yes! I love it!" Again I slapped his ass. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! "Tell me, tell me what you love." "I love your big cock up my ass, Samantha." "Good, you're a true ass whore." Now I left the dildo buried up his ass while I reached into my pack for something else. A leather harness, and another dildo. This baby was very special. One end of the dildo was a huge, 9 inch long, ultra thick rubber cock, the other end a slight smaller cock. Danny watched in amazement as I attached the dildo to the harness, then strapped it to myself. One end I worked into my own cunt, all the way, and when that was securely wedged inside I finished attached the harness to myself. There I was, a nine inch rubber cock, as thick as my wrist, sticking obscenely from my harness. And inside myself I had not only the buttplug still buried in my ass, but a nice rubber cock filling my cunt to the hilt. "Like my new cock, Danny? I'm really hung, aren't I? I teased lewdly. "Yes, you are, Samantha, I love your big dick." "I think you should suck it." "Yeah, bring it over and let me suck that cock!" Danny hissed, his eyes glazed with lust, pure, raw cocklust. I brought it up to his face and he wrapped his lips around it hungrily, greedy for the massive tool. I pushed it into his mouth as he sucked it, feeling the other end digging deeper into my cunt with each thrust. "You really like the taste of my big cock, don't you?" I purred in a teasing voice as I pulled it away now, "bet you'd love to have this big thick baby inside you." "Don't tease me, bitch, fuck my ass with that monster!" he hissed lewdly. Damn, I just loved how ravenous an ass slut Danny could be! I stepped behind him again and abruptly pulled the other dildo out of his ass, seeing his hole now, spread and stretched. A sight I craved! I bent down again and buried my face between his cheeks, greedily licking the open rim of his well-fucked ass, darting my tongue inside as he, once again, clenched his sphincter around that tongue, always lusting for a fresh rimming. His sun-and-cock warmed asshole was so nice and slippery as I dug in for a taste. God, I just love to lick ass! And to have my own licked! "You need some big, thick cock up here," I growled, pulling my tongue away. Then I slathered my cock with a heavy coating of lube, adding more to his asshole, really getting everything nice and slick and lubed, my cock and his asshole glistening in the sun, a beautiful sight if I ever saw one! I rubbed the massive slippery cockhead against his slick hole, Danny moaning and pushing back, wanting it, like the overheated ass slut he had become. But I kept teasing him, rubbing off the excess lube on his buttocks, then slapping that ass, as I worked the cock into his crack. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! "You want it? "Yeah, I want it." SMACK! SMACK! "Tell me again just what you want?" "Your big thick cock, Samantha!" he growled. "And where do you want it?" SMACK! SMACK! "Right up my ass!!" "Yeah! Up your fucking whore male ass!" And then I just slowly slid it in, watching the cockhead, the size of a plum, force open his asshole, spanking his ass with my left hand as I held the thick nine inch cock in my right, forcing it inside. "Uh huh, this one is big, and it is thick, so just breathe deeply and relax, and I'm sure you'll be able to take every thick inch." SMACK! SMACK! And then worked in another few inches. SMACK! SMACK! And then more. I was entranced by the sight, my eyes fixed like a laser on that thick rubber cock stretching open Danny's hole as I had never seen it stretched, a fucking beautifully obscene sight. This was a new dildo. I got it a week ago and planned to wait to first use it on Danny on his birthday. But then at the last minute I had the perverse thought of bringing it along on our hike. And now was I ever glad I did! "You like getting fucked by this big new cock of mine?" I purred. "I fucking love it!" Danny hissed, looking back at me, his eyes blazing with greedy lust. It always amazed me what a total ass whore he could be, addicted to having my cock up his ass. Now I had more than half the length inside him, and I pulled out, almost all the way, then slowly worked it back in, deeper than ever, Danny sighing and moaning like a greedy fuck slut in deep heat. I smacked his ass a few more times to get those cheeks nice and pink, then took hold of his hips and really started fucking him, fucking him right up the ass. I worked the full length of that cock inside him, all nine thick inches, right up the balls. "I can't believe how much dick you have up your ass, whore!" I said, pulling back now, then in again, fucking him, fucking his ass, hammering, pounding his ass with my cock. And with each thrust I could feel the other end of the dildo hammer deeper into my cunt. The deeper and harder I fucked his ass, the harder and deeper I fucked my own overheated, dripping cunt. And then there was that plug in my ass, always feeling that sweet sensation along with everything else. I let myself fall forward, my body resting on his, kissing the back of his neck as I nailed him to that boulder with that big cock up his ass. "I love fucking your ass," I whispered in his ear. "I love getting fucked by you," he said, turning his head, his eyes meeting mine, a moment of pure primal lust, of ass lust. I was really fucking him now, resting against him, but my hips thrusting forward powerfully as I held on to his hips and pummeled him. "Take it, you slut! I sneered, ramming in extra hard. I was glad I had used plenty of lube because Danny was taking it like a pro, greedily pushing back against my thrusts, wanting more, want it harder, wanting it deeper! "You're my fuck toy, my bitch!" I sneered, slapping his ass again. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! I was in a real fuck frenzy now, fucking his ass with lightning speed, fucking myself as I was fucking him, a wild rough, powerful ass-fucking machine "Tell me you love it!" I howled. "I fucking love it!" "Tell me you need it!" "I fucking need it!" "Where?!" "Up... my... ASS!" "That's right, up your fucking whore male ass!" And then out of nowhere, turning a bend on the trail right in front of us and easily hearing my last remark, this couple shows up. They stop, frozen, their eyes wide in amazement as they witness this utterly obscene sight. "Holy.... shit!" the girl gasped. They were young, barely in their twenties, and gorgeous. I stopped moving, as stunned seeing them as they were coming upon us. "She's fucking him up the ass!" the girl said to the guy, mouthing what was obvious, as though if she didn't come right out and say it, then maybe it was just a mirage. Then she smiled, a little lewdly, I thought, turning to the guy. "You must love seeing that, Greg, seeing a guy get fucked?" Next, she turned to me, woman to woman. "Greg's not my boyfriend. We're just friends; he's gay. That's why I said that." "How about you?" I said pointedly to the girl, "do you like what you're seeing?" Her face brightened. "Shit yeah! That is fucking wild!" Here was a woman after my own heart. "I think your friend likes what he's seeing too," I said, looking down to see that a hard bulge had formed in the crotch of Greg's jeans. "Oh man! Look at you, Greg! Your dick got hard!" she said, delighted to see it. "Take it out and let us all see it, Greg," I said teasingly, but with an assured, commanding tone to my voice as I picked up the pace again, holding on to Danny's hips and starting to fuck him hard and deep. He didn't at all mind having the audience. I knew the slut; he was probably loving it! Greg hesitated, but then unzipped his jeans. Suddenly what came to view was one of the biggest, thickest, hardest cocks I had ever seen in my life, as thick and maybe even longer than the one I had buried up Danny's ass. "Oh fuck! Look at that monster!" the girl gasped, obviously never before having laid her eyes on her gay friend's very impressive erect tool. "You never told me you were hung like that? I'll bet all your boyfriends love you!" She chuckled, licking her lips like a frisky, delighted kitten. It was so massive, and so vivid, rising erect in the full sunlight I had a wicked idea. Danny already had a big cock in his ass. Maybe now he should have another one in his mouth! "You want Danny to suck your big cock, Greg?" I asked, point blank. "Uh– sure–"he stuttered, his lips curling up in a horny smile. "Hey Danny" I said, thrusting in deep to make the point, "I think you should suck Greg's cock while I keep fucking your ass." "I'll suck it," Danny growled. "I can't fuckin' believe it," the girl gasped, unconsciously dropping her hand to the crotch of her own jeans. "He's gonna suck your dick, Greg. Go on, get over there and let him suck it! I wanna see that!" Greg walked a few steps, right up to Danny's face, standing next to the boulder, as Danny turned his head. "Suck it, whore!" I said, pushing down on Danny's face. I was staring at the girl, her eyes as wide as two saucers, her jaw dropping in awe as she now watched Danny wrap his lips around Greg's cock and begin to suck it, Greg closing his eyes. and enjoying the unexpected blowjob. "Suck it! I hissed. Bend Over, Bitch! "Yeah, suck it!" the girl cheered, getting right in the groove. I made a show of it now, holding on tight to Danny's hips and really pummeling his ass with that big cock, fucking him with deep, long stokes, as hard as I could, the rubber balls slapping loudly against his cheeks as I fuck-slammed the full length of the shaft inside him over and over and over and over again. "Oh fuck! You are really screwin' the hell out of his ass!" the girl said, obviously enjoying the show. "Look at the size of that thing too!" "He loves it," I said, looking at the girl, "and looks like he loves sucking your friend's cock." I was close myself now, the dildo in my cunt doing its own magic as I thrust forward, the buttplug in my ass only adding a delicious accent of anal pleasure. And Danny's own anal pleasure, I knew, was extravagant, nine thick inches of it! Greg's eyes were closed and he was breathing deeply, his head thrown back; you knew he was right on the edge. I looked down, thrilled at the sight of Danny's lips wrapped around the stunningly rigid girth of Greg's cock. And then I could actually see that cock throb in Danny's mouth and Greg groan, showing all the telltale signs. And the next thing I knew, a white rivulet of cum was streaming out of the corner of Danny's lips as he kept sucking the big cock, sucking it off. And the most amazing part of all this was, that though I had seen Greg hungrily suck on my rubber cocks many times, this was the first time I had seen him suck the real thing! And not just suck it, but suck it off! That sight took me right over the edge as a blistering orgasm rose from my clit and then ripped through every nerve fiber of my body, one of those cums a girl remembers for a long, long time! The cute girl with Greg managed to get her hand inside her jeans and she looked like she was really whipping up a froth down there, getting herself off unabashedly Minutes later, the duo had left and continued on their way. I had finally pulled the big cock out of Danny's ass and just had to lean down and give that raw, open asshole of his a thorough rimming, then fucked his ass some more, this time with a wet tongue rather than a rubber cock. And while I eagerly swirled my tongue around his hole, I reached under to take hold of his still rigid cock, massaging it until I could feel it throb, Danny splattering a rich load of cum over the smoothsurface of the boulder. "Mmmmh, Samantha!" he moaned breathlessly, "your tongue in my ass when I cum! There's nothing, absolutely nothing quite like it. Thank you, lover!" Bend-Over Boifriend "What the hell is this?" I say when I see what's lying on the table. I had sauntered over for a beer and to give a quick glance at the box, just to see if Lauren had decided to indulge me with a Segal- or -Van Damme action flick, or went instead with a cheesy, romantic chick flick that would either put me to sleep, or, best case scenario, put her in the mood. Instead, sitting innocuously on the counter next to bags of groceries and the newspaper, is a movie with an obscene cover. I should know. I've seen quite a few of them when I browse the back aisles of the Blockbuster, hunting for girl-on-girl action. But I've never seen any quite like this. There's a man on his stomach, with a very beautiful woman lying on top of him- unpornlike and almost romantic. But then, in a tiny image to the side, the same woman is wearing a harness and strap-on. And the man is on his knees in front of her. And the name, staring me in the face: Bend Over Boyfriend. It all makes my stomach lurch and get queasy. Again, I ask "What the hell is this, Lauren?" "What does it look like, Jesse?" She practically purrs at me. She's holding a jug of milk in one hand and three cans of tuna in the other, right in the middle of unloading the groceries, but if anyone could look wanton doing it, it's her. Well, I was right about her choice of movie putting her in the mood, at least. "Well," I begin. I had expected some sort of defensive reply, not this come-hither look. She goes about the rest of her business, but more seductively, knowing I'm watching. Swaying her hips on the way to the fridge. Bending over rather than kneeling to get to the lower cupboards. Where she had held the milk jug to her chest is a damp spot that lets me see the luscious shape of her breast and one big pink nipple, hardened by the cold. "Well," I start again. Perhaps I can turn movie night into hot sex night without any much effort at all. I drop my voice to sexy baritone level and lean back against the counter, thumbs tucking in my pockets, so she can take in all of me. I let my index fingers suggestively point at my crotch like an accidental arrangement of hands. "I don't know what it is, but it looks like it's got you all excited." She gives me a big grin and then swallows me up with her eyes. My sexy, laid-back pose isn't lost on her. She ambles up to me, all sway and bedroom eyes with that little smile, and plunges her hand into my hair, pulling my head to hers. We kiss breathlessly, hard, her long fingernails digging into my scalp and at the hard, thick muscle of my bicep as she clutches my arm. "So you want to try it?" She breathes when we finally break apart. The kiss has got her all flushed, eyes glowing, her little mouth hanging open in excited anticipation. At least, I think it's the kiss. And I think it's anticipation of sex and not my answer. But the more time I take before I answer, the more I see that it is the case. She bites her lip and narrows her eyes, looking suddenly very disappointed. I seize up with guilt, and I just can't handle the feeling. So I get angry instead. "Try this?" I pick up the dirty movie and dangle it by one corner like the piece of trash it is. "I don't even know what you mean by this." Lauren plucks it out my hands crisply. "I mean that I want to do this to you." She says simply, leading me to the images displayed on the back by means of her pink nail. She still looks somewhat coy. Somewhat hopeful. "But I'm a-" I begin. "I know." She interrupts, firmly. "But look at him." She motions to the guy on the cover- the boyfriend of Bend Over Boyfriend. "He likes it." She says in an encouraging little singsong voice. "Yeah, well, I don't. Most guys don't, either, Lauren. Don't try to play me like that." I get into a confident stride, talking at her instead of to her. I must be talking so loudly, so fast, in order to cover up the way my heart won't slow down or beat properly, quietly, the way most hearts do. "You aren't sticking anything in me." I say, punctuating my speech with finger jabs. Perhaps I was a little too aggressive. Lauren clutches the movie to her chest like a plate of armor. "Oh yeah?" She yells, taking a step away from me. "God, Jesse, you make me so angry sometimes! You're so big and macho, can't take it, huh? Well, guess what?" She retreating down the hallway backwards so she can talk to me. "Say goodbye to this, because you aren't sticking anything in me, either!" She pauses briefly so she can shake her tits and ass at me angrily, and then pulls the bedroom door shut after her with a slam that reverberates through the whole house. I wait. I'm shaking inside, but I wait, and then, ever so slowly, the door cracks open. "Lauren," I sigh, exasperated but happy. But instead of my vixen, the DVD comes shooting out of the slit and the door closes again. "Watch it." She hisses against the barrier between us. I clench my fist and kick the movie against the wall rather than do what I want to do. I run a hand through my hair and think. I can't just stay here, not with Lauren holed up in the room like that. And I'm not going to watch the movie. I won't give her the satisfaction. Why do I need to, anyways? Like she thinks I don't understand the mechanics of what she'd like to go on. I know. Does she think it will turn me on? What about a guy getting pegged would turn me on? I'd rather watch her use the dildo on herself. I pace and pace, and finally I decide to seek some advice. My bar is a lonely little place out on the edge of the highway, broken down, rusty, set thirty years back from all the high-tech laser light shows and dance music that modern clubs have. Here is where I come to get a beer instead of a colorful drink, to shoot the breeze and a couple of games of pool. My buddies are all here: Al, Jo, Andy, Ty. They wave and holler "hello's" at me and Andy hops off the barstool to grab me in a half-nelson. "What you doing here! Isn't it movie night tonight?" I make an angry noncommital grunt as a reply. I came here for solace and escape, but now I'm remembering everything that just happened, not only as a fight, but as the fight that robbed me of a good movie night and possibly some enjoyable normal sex. Not to mention that I'm on edge and nervous about approaching the conversation. How do you just ask somebody if they let their girlfriends screw them with dildos? "Man." Andy says, peering closer at me. "Did something happen?" Then, like good friends always do for their distressed pals, comes "Get a beer for Jesse!" We sit in an empty corner, crouch in close. I decide that the best way to approach this is to let it all out. Don't even give Andy a chance to ask. So I grit my teeth, hunker down, and spit it out. "Andy, have you ever let Jill- I mean, has Jill ever- uh, penetrated you?" The minute I say it, I blush horribly red. I could have said 'fucked', or 'screwed', or 'shtupped', even, but 'penetrate' sounds so very clinical and ridiculous. But Andy doesn't even blink. "Of course she has." The eyes gazing at me are soft with kind confusion. "All the time. I mean, I'd rather be giving it to her, but even I like turning the tables. Why are you asking?" Then the light goes off. I cringe. "You mean you've never?" For some reason, I can't work up any disgust over the thought of Jill bending Andy over the couch. It's not titillating, but it's taken the fire out from under me. Andy was my barometer, my way of testing the water. If my best friend, the most normal person I know, likes it, then maybe it's not as weird as I thought. "But doesn't it- doesn't it- make you feel less . . . masculine?" I stutter. And there it is, laid bare, my secret fear: that I'll lose everything that I am if Lauren puts me on my back and fucks me. Andy takes a pull off the beer, belches, and then scratches obscenely. "What, me, not masculine?" I know what's going on, and we laugh together. "Look, I know what I am and I know what I like. Screw whatever you think it means. If it makes you feel like a little slut and you don't like that, then don't do it. All I know is, I like it." Our heads tilt together in the secret eyebrow-waggling language all my beer buddies share, glorious mythic tales about pussy and tits and slutty girls. "It's kind of nice to let the ladies get off the way we do. Jill really uses all of my orifices, if you know what I mean." I know. And I think maybe I can do this. I slap Andy on the back and try to ignore the knowledge that my knowledge- my intentions tonight- aren't confidential anymore. The drive home is very quiet, very contemplative. I'm trying to appropriate the rules I'll lay down: what's okay, what is not. And I try to not feel the glimmer of excitement that ruffles my gut. This isn't supposed to be fun or sexy, not for me. But when I push open the door and see Lauren splayed across the bed with a black dildo protruding from her thatch of blonde pubic hair, the harness straps tight across her thighs, looking completely confident that I'd come back, I break out in a chill, erotic sweat. "So you just knew I'd give in to this?" I say as she pops up to rub my shoulders. "I bet you went to talk it over with Andy." She whispers into my ear. "Where do you think I got the idea from? Me and Jill were just talking one day." She slides her hands up my shirt, across my chest where it feels so nice. We pull it up and off together. The buckle of my belt makes a loud jangling sound as she unfastens it, as does the harsh metallic hiss of the zipper. My pants drop and she slides her fingers under the elastic band of my boxer-briefs. I can't help but stiffen up. When we fuck, I usually do it with my underwear on, sometimes even my pants and shirt. Just my fly undone. I don't like to be naked by gut instinct, and I have to override the fear as she slides them off my hips. She tries to massage me into relaxation, long strokes up and down my spine, and it almost works until I feel her pause- a wet, oily pause for lubrication. The smooth head of the silicone cock touches the back of my thigh, glides in a sticky circles. It's meant to be a turn on, the way I do it to her, but it only makes me more tense. "Okay." She says softly. "Bend over." Then she helps me, easing my upper body onto the bed, putting me in the most vulnerable position I know. She spreads my cheeks, opening me up to the cool air, exposing me completely. The dildo nudges me apart even further, and then the tip slides in. She goes slow, not pushing, but breathing, and with every gentle exhalation, she rocks forward a little more, breathing herself into me. It doesn't hurt. In fact, as odd and foreign and full-feeling as it is, I can't help but wish she'd go a little faster. Not harder, or deeper- I'm not ready for that- but just faster, more friction up against my walls. The slow pace is driving me crazy, crazy enough that I have to slide my arm up under my body so I can touch my crotch, so I can masturbate while she does this. "I knew it!" Lauren cries out as I moan and she thrusts a little harder. "You tell me you're stone, everyone else tells me you're stone, but I didn't buy it for a second. Stone butch my ass!" Suddenly, now that she knows how much I like it, she's really fucking me, hard, fast, making me gasp. "All you butches just think it's too femmey to get fucked, to like it." Her hand rips my arm away from the wonderful friction I'm working up and her own replaces it, rubbing expertly over my clit and in the slippery juices I'm oozing. "Well, look at you now, Jessica. You can't hide how much you like it from me." She's right. Everything I thought about myself is dissolved into good feeling. Was I the stone butch lesbian who thought she could only give it, but not take it? That it wasn't butch to be fucked? And why in hell didn't anybody tell me it could be like this? No pretend games of in-charge and in-power and man-woman, butch-femme, but just the intense feeling getting stronger and stronger in my pussy and clit, in my aching body? I cry out this question to her as her hands ravage me, one squeezing my tit and pinching my nipple, the other fast and hot on my clit, her cock moving in deep, ragged circles inside my. She's gasping too, coming up on her own come, but she answers me with something like a laugh. "That's why I got the video. You're my bend-over boifriend." I try to laugh, because I understand suddenly exactly what she means, not a woman getting it good and hard, but me, her boi, her daddy, her stud, her butch. And that is something entirely different, just like the couple on that lovely, dirty movie. But I can't get it out, because I'm coming, I'm grinding, rubbing, pushing back, and practically crying as waves of pleasure wash over me. Behind me, over the roar of my orgasm, she's having her own, too. She collapses heavily, limply, on top of me like post-coital heaven, sweaty, breasts pushing up onto my back, dildo comfortingly still half-way inside me at a strange angle, panting. She strokes my short hair tenderly. "My bend-over boifriend." She says with a kiss. Bend Over Boyfriend *Sorry it's been so long ya'll! But I'm back...with a present for my darling boyfriend. I thought I'd try something new and go with a different format and genre so I need feedback! There will be a second part to this story in a few days but I hope ya'll enjoy. Same rules apply, if you don't like it, don't read it, all participants are over the age of 18, yada yada. Happy cummings!!!* * He received the text a few minutes past midnight. Panicking slightly, he threw on trousers and a hoodie and reread the text. 'I need you in my room ASAP.' There was only one reason she would send a text this late after already sending him home and that was if something was wrong. Racing down the steps and past the porters he walked quickly to then building next door and grabbed his phone to text her to let him in but found that the door had been propped open with a bit of folded paper. Still confused and slightly panicked he let himself in and made his way to her room. When he reached the door he smiled slightly at the chalkboard that still bore the words 'Welcome to Wonderland.' He knocked but there was no answer so he paused a moment before thinking what if something was actually wrong, then opened the door slowly. "Hey baby," she murmured through the dark. "Come on in and shut the door...you can turn on the sink light too." "Hey...what's going on? Are you ok? I was worri..." He stopped dead as he flicked on the light. There she was...lying on the bed looking...delicious. Her full breasts encased in a red bra with matching crotchless panties, of course, covering her perfect ass; a black garter belt held up black thigh high stockings and on her feet were her famous leather 'hooker boots'. A silver ring sparkled in her belly button and her blonde hair was loose and wild; her big green eyes sparked with her mischievous plan and her lush lips were curled in a teasing smile. She smiled up at him coyly as she continued stroking her long hard thick...cock? Over her panties was a strap on! His own thick cock immediately began to harden in his trousers; it was all he could do not to strip himself down and ravage her then and there. "I'm so sorry...I didn't mean to worry you...it's just I was thinking about what we had talked about a few weeks ago and decided I wanted to surprise you," she pouted up at him. "I'm sorry baby...are you mad at me?" He shook his head...absently rubbing the growing bulge in his trousers. "But it seems from the look of it you are just as excited as I am...wanna feel just how wet and ready for this I am?" "You are gorgeous..." he murmured...moving towards her. "Yes, but that's not an answer," she replied smirking and standing up in front of him. "Now...I asked...do you want to feel how excited I am?" "Yess..." he nodded, breathlessly, nearly quivering with excitement. "Yes...what?" "Yes Mistress," he moved closer to her but she put out a hand to stop him. "On your knees, pet." He knelt down in front of her...now eye level with her strap-on covered pussy. She bent level with him and grasped his chin. "Now...usually you get to be somewhat in charge of fucking me. But tonight...tonight you're going to get the fucking of your life, if you behave yourself and do as I say. Do you understand?" "Yes Mistress...I would love for you to fuck me with your huge dick." His own cock was straining against his zipper, begging to be set free. "That's a good boy," she said, pressing her lips to his and feeling a tingle spread from her lips all the way down to her pussy. She stood up, tall and imposing before him and slowly slid a finger inside her panties and into her dripping wet slit. He moaned softly as she arched her back with pleasure, never taking his eyes off her huge dick. Then she slid her finger, wet with her juices, under his nose and spread the wetness on his lips which closed around her finger as he moaned and sucked hungrily. "That's enough, pet." She removed her hand and grasped his collar, "stand up." "Yes, Mistress," he said as she sat down on the bed, knees spread and breasts thrust out as to torture him more. "What would you have me do, Mistress?" "Strip, first, I think...do you like my new toy" She asked as resumed stroking her strap on cock, every few moments using some of her own wetness to lubricate it making it wet and ready for his ass. He nodded brethlessly as he slowly removed his t-shirt revealing his smooth, hard chest, then he doffed his shoes and socks. He slid his trousers down exposing the large tent in his boxers; last he freed his aching cock and dropped his boxers into the pile next to her bed. "Mmm...that looks quite hard, pet," she said, eyeing his massive erection. "Yes, Mistress...please...may I masturbate for you?" He walked to stand before her gently running a finger down his shaft. "Please let me touch myself in front of you, Mistress...I'll do anything you ask." She looked thoughtful for a moment...gazing at the massive piece of delicious man meat in front of her. "Yes, you may touch yourself...but," she stood up and put a hand on his chest, raking her nails down his chest. "If you cum before I give you permission you will be punished. Do you understand me?" She took his chin in her hand, forcing him to look at her. "Yes, Mistress....I only want to please you." "That's my good boy." She said smiling as she stood on tiptoes to kiss him. His arms came around her has he pulled her close, his tongue meeting hers and tracing fire in her mouth. She moaned slightly before pulling away and smiling. "Now...let me see you masturbate your huge, thick cock for your Mistress." He took a step back from her as he began to slowly slide his fingers up and down his shaft causing him to shiver in pleasure. His hand wrapped around his massive dick as he pumped himself slowly up and down causing precum to ooze out; he wet his fingers and rubbed the precum around the swollen mushroom head, a loud moan escaping his lips. She sat back on her elbows watching him slowly begin to pump himself up and down, every once a while fondling his balls with his other hand, his head tipped back in pleasure. Her hand strayed down under the strap on to gently toy with her pussy over top her panties which were soaked through with her juices. She watched him as his breathing grew more ragged and he began to toy with his ass and she knew he was so so close. She wanted him to cum, she wanted to see the look of ecstasy as he brought himself to orgasm in front of her...but she had plans for him tonight. "Stop now," she said loudly. He removed his hands obediently and clenched them into fists at his sides breathing heavily. "Did you enjoy that, pet? Was it very hard to stop yourself from cumming for me?" She stood up and moved towards him, taking a firm grasp on his dick and finding it hard as iron. "Yes, Mistress...it felt so wonderful that I didn't want to stop." He moaned slightly at her hand on his dick. She removed her hands and placed them on his chest as she reached up to kiss him. When she pulled back he looked down at her large cock swinging between her legs. "What will you do to me now Mistress?" PAUSE FOR ORGASM INTERMISSION OKAY....I'M BACK ;) "Now, my pet...you will learn how to suck dick," She smiled at him sweetly. "On your knees." He knelt obediently, looking lustfully at her 7 inch long, thick cock. "Mistress, may I please try sucking your cock?" He began rubbing his hands up and down her inner thighs, giving her goose bumps and making her moan slightly. She nodded and he slipped is head down slowly tracing his tongue around the large head of her strap on. She combed her fingers through his hair, toying with the back of his neck causing him to moan. "Take it all, baby. I want to see my cock disappear down your throat," she murmured softly, forcing his head down a bit. He sucked her deeper into his mouth, gagging slightly but then growing accustomed the thick intruder. "That's it, baby. You're such a good cocksucker...I am sure you'd make any man very happy." He moaned at this comment and she could see his cock grow even harder if possible. "So you like that idea?" She asked, stroking his hair as he sucked on her cock. He nodded and looked up at her. "Please, Mistress...please fuck me with your big hard cock. Take my virgin ass and make me feel so good!" He looked up at her, pleading. "Stand up," she ordered. "And bend over my desk." Obediently he bent over and stuck out this ass towards her. She admired it as she reached down and turned on the vibrator that was attached to the inside of the harness of her strap on and pushed it deeper into her pussy. It wasn't big but it made her pussy and clit tingle wonderfully. She stood behind him, slowly rubbing his back and ass. Pouring a bit of lube on her fingers she warmed it between her hands and began rubbing over his virgin hole making him moan and whimper as he trust his ass out for her, silently begging for her cock. When she lubed him up she aligned the head of her cock with his hole and put only the slightest pressure on him to tease him. "Are you ready, pet?" She asked, stroking his back gently. "Are you ready for Mistress to fuck your sweet virgin ass with her huge cock?" "Yes, Mistress!!" He moaned, "Fuck me with your huge cock, let me take it deep inside me. Fuck me please! Will it hurt me very much?" "Yes, pet...at the beginning it will, but then you will learn to enjoy riding my huge cock." With that she slowly began to slide into his tight ass. He hissed in pain as she slid deeper...inch by inch until all 7 inches was buried inside him. She paused for a moment letting him grow accustomed to the new feeling as she looked around him and saw his cock grow harder. Smiling to herself she began to slowly slide in and back out and after a few moments his groans of pain were replaced by moans of intense pleasure. "How does that feel, baby?" She bent down to whisper in his ear. "How does it feel to have your Mistress inside you, fucking you hard?" "Oh gods yes! It feels so good, Mistress!" He moaned, pushing his ass back into her to take more of her cock. "Fuck me....please fuck me!" His hand reached around to grab her hip and thrust her deeper into his tight ass. "But Mistress," he panted. "How does it make you feel? To be fucking me? To know that you have total control and that I will do whatever you ask of me?" "Mmmm...baby. It makes me so hot knowing how much power over you I have. My pussy is on fire right now and I think I might cum soon." "How?" He asked between moans. "I have a vibrator attached to the harness that is shoved deep inside my pussy." She murmured into his ear, thrusting deep and making him cry out in pleasure. "It's not nearly as big as your delicious cock but makes my pussy tingle!" "Fuck me please!" He begged, "I'm going to cum soon...I can feel it, please Mistress, let me cum for you. Let me cum from you fucking my ass!" "You have my permission to cum, pet," she whispered in his ear. "Let me cum with you, I'm so close to cumming now." "Fuck me....fuck me hard Mistress. Yes. Yes. Oh god yes!" He moaned, thrusting back to meet her thrusts, bracing himself with his hands on the desk. "I'm going to cum!" "Cum for me, baby....let me make you cum with me!" She arched her back to get a better angle and in a second felt her pussy throb as her orgasm overtook her just as he grabbed his cock and jacked it a few times before he came with a loud moan, his cum spurting all over her desktop, stream after stream. Slowly, panting, she removed her dick from his ass and he moaned at the empty feeling, desperately wanting it back inside him. He pulled on his boxers as she removed the strap on and set it in the sink. Laying down in bed his arms came around her and her head rested on her chest. "So much cum, baby," she smiled at him. "I'm so proud of you...you did well, my pet. Did you enjoy yourself?" "Fuck yes!" He moaned. "Having you inside me was so amazing, Mistress." He shivered slightly with the memory of it. "Well now," she said smiling coyly. "The question is...would you do that with a real man?" Bend Over Boyfriend Alice couldn't contain her excitement. She was half an hour away from seeing her boyfriend Bob and her head was filled with memories of last night and intense anticipation of the near future. She pretended to be working on her assignment, tapping the key in a regular rhythm as she actually recalled the previous night on webcam. It had started innocently enough. Just a visual link so they could see each other's expressions and gaze lovingly into each other's eyes as they chatted via text. The sexual tension had built and he'd asked her to give him a show. It was freezing in her house. She'd got as far as unclipping her bra when she'd shivered uncontrollably and abandoned the act. Unsatisfied, he'd begun stripping for her in the comfort of his heated room. Then he'd showed her his dildo. It was thick and dark and incredibly intimidating. You are not using that on me, I'd break in two! she typed quickly. It's not for you, it's for me. He replied. Her jaw dropped open. You... do that? Yes. He nodded vigorously as he typed. I wanna watch. He smiled, pretending to act shy as he lubed up his toy. Taking the keyboard with him he lay down on the bed and prepared himself. She watched, mesmerized, as he slowly inserted the toy. When it was in all the way to the hilt he stopped. And that's how a man takes it. I could learn a thing or two from you. She replied, not looking down at the keyboard once. He grinned and flicked a switch on the bottom of the toy. Setting 1. He typed. His face relaxed as he pushed the toy a little deeper. Alice clenched her legs. Setting 2. He shifted, rolling his body slightly with each movement of his hands. His lips pursed and opened as the toy slid out and was pushed back in again. She licked her lips. Setting 3. His brow furrowed and he threw his head back, mouth open and chest heaving. Unable to contain herself she slid a hand into her pants and started touching herself. Each time he pressed the toy back in she pressed her fingers into her slick inner walls. She nearly came as he reached down and started pumping himself. His face contorted with pleasure s he bucked his hips into his right hand. Alice threw her other hand under her waistband and rubbed her clit furiously. She could feel the wave of ecstasy pounding at the gates, demanding to be let out. His body froze up and with a shudder he came. Spurts of translucent liquid splattered across his stomach as he soundlessly cried out. Alice convulsed, her eyes shutting against her will as she came over her own fingers. Her inner walls tightened, trapping them almost painfully before releasing them to a cascade of fluid. She left her hand there, enjoying the wet feeling and allowing herself for a moment to imagine it was another girl's insides. She bit her lip and trembled as that transformed into his hot insides, slick with lube. Jacob's voice smashed through her memory, jarringly loud. "That it, I give up. Hometime." She stared blankly at her computer screen. It was five o'clock. Five o'clock! She threw her belongings into her overflowing bag and raced out the door. It was time! Tonight her fantasy was going to come true! They had a leisurely dinner and even dessert before she popped the question. "Can I!?" she said a bit too exuberantly. He laughed. "No, no, this was all just a practical joke. I'm actually gay and about to break up with you." he teased. "Well we had a good run." "You're lucky I'm secure in my masculinity. Unlike some people." "Hey, I'm just waiting for my nads to drop down and I'll be secure in mine too." He grinned and tickled her, eliciting a girly squeal. "And lose that soprano? No no, I'm afraid it's the eunuch life for you." "Well darn." She kissed his cheek. "Guess I'll never be a real boy then." Giggling they headed back to his place. "So how do we..." she began to ask but he put a finger on his lips. "Stop thinking." He kissed her slowly. "Feel it." She grabbed his butt. He squeaked. "Like that?" she grinned. He growled and pushed her down onto the couch. They kissed passionately and he started nipping his way down her neck. "I thought I was supposed to-" she gasped and shut up when he put another finger to her lips. She licked it. He gripped her waist tightly pulled her dress over her head in once swift move. Settling between her legs he continued to bite his way down to her stomach. She gave up on the idea of control and let her head roll back as she enjoyed his hot wet mouth on her chilled flesh. His hands stroked her thighs while keeping them firmly apart. Somewhere between the mouth and the hands she lost her underwear, leaving her exposed. His tongue darted across her lower lips, his hot breath making her fingers twitch. Slowly, gently, he licked the length of her, taking care to flick the tip of her clit at the top each time. She trembled, her legs trying to clench as the tension built inside her. His strong hands kept her legs firmly apart though. Just when she thought she was going to have to grab his head as encouragement he changed tactics. He circled her clit with his tongue, unwinding her slightly with each cycle. She exhaled gratefully and gasped when his tongue suddenly delved inside her. It thrust again and again, practically vibrating and tossing her over the edge of ecstasy. She arched into him and collapsed gratefully. He pulled away and she was seized by the urge to follow. She grabbed his hips and pushed him down onto the nearby pouf, engulfing him with her mouth. He cried out as she sucked away at him, suddenly desperate to make him come like he had made her. After minutes of thrusting her mouth down onto his shaft he pushed her away. "We were going to do something else tonight." He panted. "Oh right!" she chirruped happily and ran to find her overstuffed bag. She returned with her favourite toy, a double-ended dildo she'd purchased in hopes of finding a girl who would let her use it on her. Instead it would be christened by a man. She tugged her boyfriend about until she settled on laying him stomach-first over the pouf. From there she kissed and ran her nails lightly over his back, much to his enjoyment. When she felt comfortable enough she unscrewed the lube and added a small amount to her fingers. Running her tongue along his back she circled his ring with her index, slicking it up. His body remained relaxed. She applied some more lube to her fingers and while stroking his hip with her free hand she slid it a little way inside. It felt different to her body. Colder. She attributed it to the lube. After a few moments of feeling her way around near the entrance she began scissoring her fingers to stretch him. He mewled appreciatively. When he felt relaxed enough she withdrew and pulled out her second favourite toy. It was the first dildo that had ever made it inside her back entrance and now it was going to be a first again. Coating it with lube until she could bare holding it she placed it at his entrance and switched on the vibration. Holding there she stood up until she could lie across his back and nip at his ear. Slowly, she pushed it inside. It went in shockingly easily. "You've done this a lot, haven't you?" she whispered in his ear. "Mine is just a lot bigger than yours." He breathed. Less worried that she would hurt him, she pressed it all the way inside and began thrusting slowly. His back arched beneath her and his breathing hitched. In minutes he was whimpering and thrusting back for more. She could feel herself growing wetter with each sound and thrust. Finally she couldn't take it anymore. Being careful to slide the toy out slowly she placed it to the side and tugged on her strap on. He keened for her to return. One end slid in her easily, making her hiss as she realized how large it was. She rubbed an excess of lube onto the exposed end and positioned herself at his entrance, trying to find a comfortable footing. The end slid in without any effort, making her gasp as it pressed back against her cervix. She pushed onward until she was buried close to the hilt. Experimentally she pulled back out, feeling each ridge on the toy catch at his entrance. He didn't seem to be enjoying it much. She pressed back inside and when she reached the hilt she pressed a little more, biting her lip as the other end ground into her cervix. He let out a moan and to her surprise pushed back. She pulled back until there was no response from his body and pressed back in again as far as she could go. Sliding in and out onto a few centimeters she soon had him rocking his hips in time to her rhythm and moaning in a curiously high-pitched manner that made her weak at the knees. After one particularly sharp gasp followed by groan she decided it would be even more fun to see his reaction. She slid out of him and tugged his shoulder. He rolled over with some difficulty. He looked up at her with glazed eyes. Biting her lip she slid into him again and nearly came as his face contorted with pleasure. He keened, his erection devoid of any friction now. She slid out of him for a moment and engulfed it, licking her way up and down his shaft. He nearly yelled in surprise and pleasure. She stood up again and slid back inside him, gripping his hips and thrusting hard, confident that was what he needed. As she watched his head roll around and the muscles in his stomach tense she reached forward and stroked his wet cock. She was rewarded with a symphony of moans and grunts from his entire vocal range. She didn't have the years of practice he did though and let him take over when he reached down to touch her hand. Thrusting into him furiously she watched in delight as he pumped himself dry, coming in great long spurts just as he had the night before on webcam. This time she could hear his orgasmic cries though, and it sent her tumbling over the edge. Together the pair came until they were weak but satisfied. Carefully, trembling, she removed her toy from his limp body and struggled to remove it from her own tight orifice. Throwing it to one side she leant over the man she adored and kissed him passionately. "Hey..." he murmured in her ear. "I love you." "And I fucking love the way you moan, oh my god." She gushed. He laughed breathlessly. "So, at the risk of sounding like every insecure guy in existence; how did I do?" "Just great." He kissed her forehead.